Chapter 227: Shooting the Sun with a Golden Arrow!

Boom!

Like thunder falling from the heavens.

In the study, utter silence.

Chen Muyun and Xiao Yingqi both looked toward the door, where an old man in robes that swept the floor bowed humbly; the air seemed to freeze at that moment, no longer flowing.

Xiao Yingqi sprang up from his chair, his expression icy, his eyes sharp as a blade:

"Who did you say died?"

The old steward's pores exploded all over his body, as if a primeval beast had fixed its gaze on him, his scalp going numb.

He knew full well that anyone who could enter the master's study was no ordinary person, so he didn't dare be negligent, forcing himself to speak:

"Inspector Wang, Lord Wang Liehu, is dead!"

Bang!

A fair palm slammed heavily onto the table, making the study tremble.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Xiao Yingqi's forehead veins bulged; unable to accept this reality, he snapped:

"Senior Brother Wang not only condensed the True Gang Furnace, but also possesses the top-tier horizontal training of Profound Soldier Mountain."

"Under the Grandmaster, who could kill him?"

"Could it be that the bald donkeys of Great Dragon Temple have lost their minds?"

"Who dares to kill a disciple of Profound Soldier Mountain?"

"Nephew, stay calm and don't act rashly!"

Seeing Xiao Yingqi lose composure, Chen Muyun could only speak to defuse the situation for the old steward, while also asking curiously:

"Was it that barefoot monk who struck?"

"When the Qin-surnamed man first entered Cloud Prefecture, he traveled alongside him from the start."

"Furthermore, he inherited the Dragon Elephant Monk's robe and bowl, cultivated the Dragon Elephant Divine Ability, so it's plausible the barefoot monk would back him."

"It's not the barefoot monk..." the old steward stammered.

"Could it be Nie Jin Feng?" Chen Muyun asked again.

Given Wang Liehu's martial prowess, status, and position, those in Cloud Prefecture City who have the ability and daring to act against him,

aside from these two, he really can't think of a third.

Although Yu Xuanjing of the Giant Whale Gang also has this capability,

but the Giant Whale Gang differs from the two thousand-year-old sects of Wind Thunder Valley and Great Dragon Temple; its foundation is shallow,

so unless Yu Xuanjing has lost his mind, he would hardly dare move against Wang Liehu.

After all, behind Wang Liehu, aside from the Demon Suppression Office, there is also Profound Soldier Mountain, which governs the One Dao Three Provinces.

The Giant Whale Gang, a newly formed gang less than sixty years old, absolutely lacks the courage to act against it.

Thinking this through, Chen Muyun also felt a bit surprised.

"It's Qin Shuo..."

"What?"

Chen Muyun seemed not to have come to his senses; in an instant, his expression changed drastically and he sprang to his feet.

"How could this be possible?"

Xiao Yingqi likewise looked as if struck by lightning, his face full of disbelief.

"What kind of person is Wang Liehu?"

"He is an inner disciple of Profound Soldier Mountain, and looking across the One Dao Three Provinces, he counts as a first-rate heaven's pride."

"Not only is his martial skill extremely high, his combat experience is equally rich."

"The only reason Qin Shuo could contend with his own father is by relying on the Grandmaster's True Gang left by Nie Jin Feng; it's not that he himself is extraordinarily capable."

"But this..."

"This kid, what a rapid growth speed!"

Chen Muyun's eyes narrowed as he muttered.

He still remembered that a month ago, when he had sent the Snake Eagle Ghost Elder to probe his depths, the other was merely comparable to the Refilling Viscera Great Accomplishment.

"How long has it been?"

"He has actually reached a level where he can be compared to an inner disciple of Profound Soldier Mountain."

"Could it be that he has..."

Chen Muyun's eyes gleamed with astonishment and delight.

"What astonishes me is that boy's unbelievable growth speed from the border city; what pleases me is that my guess is likely correct."

"It's very likely that this boy truly hides a Boundary-pacifying Divine Weapon on his person."

"Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how, in just half a year, he went from a hunter's son nearly starved to death to his present state."

Chen Muyun's eyes rippled, his heart involuntarily churning.

"Are there geniuses in this world?"

"Without a doubt, there are."

"Those with extraordinary talent and immense strength he has seen many of; the Cloud Prefecture General, Hong Four Xiang, is one such."

"Those with keen intellect, excellent foundations, and who also bear divine abilities he has also seen; for example, Fu Lingyun."

"There are also those with extraordinary talent and insight in archery, swordsmanship, fist and foot techniques, and horizontal training; it's not that none exist."

"It's possible that within half a year, one could not only accomplish a divine ability but also raise one's martial realm to the Refilling Viscera Realm,"

"and also possess an Upper Transmission Arrow Technique on par with the true transmission of Wind Thunder Valley, as well as a Blade Nurturing Technique comparable to that of the Divine Blade Guard Commander under the Suppressing Martial King."

These things combined are enough to move anyone.

Except for the Border Divine Soldiers and their accompanying Divine Soldier Secret Realm,

He simply couldn't imagine what other treasure could, in such a short time, forge a young expert nearly monstrous.

Even the true disciples of the Five Great Dao Sects are no better than this!

"No wonder that three-headed demon king pursued him relentlessly—now I understand! Now I understand!"

Chen Muyun, thinking he had grasped the truth, trembled uncontrollably, wholly due to his overly agitated and surging emotions.

"City Lord!"

Sensing Chen Muyun's oddness, Xiao Yingqi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, suppressing his inner agitation, and shot him an inquiring glance.

"You go first!"

Chen Muyun sent the old steward away, then sat down again and lifted his gaze to Xiao Yingqi:

"Without Inspector Wang mediating inside, it's already impossible to free the Xiao clan innocently; Xiao's virtuous nephew, what do you plan to do next?"

"What countermeasures does the City Lord have?"

Xiao Yingqi also came to his senses from the news of Wang Liehu's death, and began to seriously consider the current situation.

With Wang Liehu dead, the Demon Suppression Office would have no one to speak for the Xiao clan, let alone exonerate them.

Once Fu Lingyan finds the time, a single letter sent back to Yunzhou will see the Xiao clan losing their heads.

Even he, the eldest son of the Xiao clan, will be implicated and become a guilty party.

Even with the protection of Xuanbing Mountain, his standing in the sect will likely plummet, never again as glorious as now.

"Qin Shuo..."

Thinking of this, Xiao Yingqi's anger surged threefold; he wished he could strike now and slay him utterly.

"For now, the only option is to raid the prison!"

Chen Muyun lightly tapped the table with his finger, wearing an inexplicable smile.

"Raid the prison?"

Xiao Yingqi furrowed his brows.

Leaving aside whether his strength could break into the Demon Suppression Office's great prison,

Even if he could, over a hundred thirty Xiao clan members are imprisoned—old, weak, women, children—how could he alone bring them all out?

Seeing Xiao Yingqi's doubt, Chen Muyun gave a faint smile: "I can help you rescue the Xiao clan's elders and youth, but I have one condition!"

"What condition?"

Xiao Yingqi's eyes showed wariness.

Although from the start he felt that this Yunzhou Prefect, who repeatedly aided him and the Xiao clan, must have some ulterior motive.

But when the moment truly arrived, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of rejection.

"Taking advantage of someone's peril!"

"Such behavior, wherever it occurs, is hard not to provoke disgust!"

"I want the Sun-Shooting Golden Arrow left by the Archer God Ye Motian!"

……

"Hall Master, something serious has happened!"

Bang!

Before the sound faded, the person had arrived!

Lu Dingzhou's study door was shoved open rudely,

A cold wind poured in.

His brush trembled violently, as if black rain splashed, staining a large portion of the documents on the desk.

Veins bulged on his forehead as he glared at the visitor, "Baili Jingtao, how many times have I told you? To enter my study you must knock…"

"Hall Master, there's an emergency!"

"Get out!"

"It's a real emergency!"

"Get out!"

"Sigh..."

Creak—, the door was shut.

Then came Baili Jingtao's helpless report: "Report!"

"Come in!"

Baili Jingtao's eyes were gloomy as he looked at the ink stains covering the desk, suppressing his anger, "Speak."

"Wang Liehu is dead!"

"Huh?"

Lu Dingzhou jumped to his feet, eyes full of shock,

"Who killed him?"

"Qin Shuo..."

"Damn it, why didn't you say so earlier!"

Baili Jingtao: ……